Racing Andy Weir: On Running, Writing, and Being Realistic

"What are you doing?" my Laddie pants, pulling up beside me as I pause my Garmin. "Book shopping." Drawing the cold March morning into my aerobically scorched lungs, I approach the glass-fronted hutch beside the trail. A Little Free Library appeared in our neighborhood last year, and I've been a devoted trader. "Ooh, look! You … Continue reading Racing Andy Weir: On Running, Writing, and Being Realistic